Thunder. There was no one around. She wouldn't have to worry about discovery. Her flesh chilled, then flushed hot. It was so wrong, so terribly wrong....And yet some force was guiding her out of bed, moving her to the wall where her blue silken gown hung. Draping it loosely over her shoulders and tying the belt, Janice moved swiftly, rushing from her bedroom, down the darkened hall to the stairs. Padding down the steps she saw Chad lying sleepily in the livingroom. He raised his head and blinked. She knew there was more to it and more to Michael but she couldn’t figure out what. She did know that she wanted to find out because she wanted Michael. As Michael sat in class, Silk drove home. She pulled up in front of the house leaving the drive way for Michael. She sat in the car looking at the front door for moments before finally getting out. Slowly she walked up the walk to the door, finally at the door she knew she couldn’t put it off any longer so with another big sigh and opened the. You scream out my name, ranting on madly to me about how my throat feels, "a perfect, deeper, tighter, stronger pussy with endless slimy lube, your fucking face at the end and your stomach to cum inside!" but I ignore you involved in my task totally. I look up again as I pull you out of the endless depths of my facepussy and moan gently, gathering up your balls and squeezing hard at the base, squeezing them into the nearest part of your scrotum with both hands, wrapped round with fingers and. I love that contrast, so different from the feeling of my husband’s mouth. I love the contrast between these two men I know so well, love that they know and use this, husband and friend. Patrick is the more forceful, his taste an explosion of sensual familiarity to my senses. I have breathed him in, have felt him at my side since childhood and he is like the well loved blanket you never quite can give up. I feel the smile against my lips as he moves back to survey his handiwork. It makes me.